There is a battle being waged
as old as time immemorial
(or so we are told)
its roots and beginnings
I know not.
Once upon a time however,
we lived in harmony,
we honored natural rhythms,
we accepted the organic wholeness of ourselves
in relationship with our planet,
we once held ALL LIFE as SACRED.
ALL LIFE IS SACRED.
Life was simple
and we flourished.
Then, marauding men from the north
stormed our villages and our hearthstones
stealing our ways,
raping our innocent,
emasculating our men.
Pretending this violence was for the good of our Souls.
Only violins are good for our Souls.
And today, the battle remains.
It's on your television and in every bit of necromania that you consume.
Violence is not entertainment.
(Stop watching)
It's in your car as - alone - you pull up to a gasoline pump.
The Earth's precious resources are not infinite, nor ours to take.
(Drive less)
It's within you - as you choose to respond to life in every moment.
How do you respond?
(Put your iPhone away and start paying attention)
The machines and the mayhem,
the linear thinking and analytical brain,
the technology and the toys -
all of these are empty. Devoid of meaning, they mean nothing
without the MAGIC of BALANCE - without the celebration of DEATH as INHERENT to LIFE; without the understanding that CHAOS is simply energy without a container; and without the honoring that what your Soul needs most -
no matter who you are, no matter where you live, no matter what you do, say or practice -
is LOVE.
Touch. Surrender. Softness. Vulnerability. Tears. Joy. Pain. Ecstasy.
WE NEED EACH OTHER.
Put the weapons away.
Admit defeat (force doesn't work).
AND BLOOM, GROW, DIE and BEE REBORN
happily.
"This giving up is not a repenting.
It's a deep honoring of yourself.
When the Ocean comes to you as a Lover,
marry, at once, quickly for God's sake.
Don't postpone it!
Existence has no better gift.
No amount of searching will find this.
A perfect falcon, for no reason,
has landed on your shoulder
and become yours."
--Rumi
